Double Jointed Acrobat Gets Chiropractic Cracking ~ Relax ASMR.

Location: Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania. This Channel Contains: ~ 6 Complete Seasons (start from the beginning!) ~ Condenser Microphone Captured Cracks & Crunches ~ Quiet Face Paper (not this video) ~ Quiet Office (no phones or background chatter) ~ Mindfully placed ads for relaxers ~ Engaging patient storytelling ~ Powerful, Elegant, Original Content Yesterday, I killed a man. It was an older version of my self that was filled with fear & doubt. bahahahaha. Just kidding. I'd dive deep into the recent transformations of my life, but my children catch the bus in 27 minutes and my schedule is booked from now until Valentine's day. So let's get cracking. I'm on the usual routine this morning. Up at 4am for Yoga & Meditation. A gentle rest/ nap from 6-7a. Then onto calisthenics, as the sun slowly rises, filling my room with light, laughter and the stark truths of self-realization that can only be delivered through the void of silence and solitude. Ecstasy. Speaking of the sun. My sun sign is NOT Aquarius. The conversation was edited and the real truth is, I'm a Taurus. However, my rising sign and my moon sign are both Aquarius. Like a Taurus sandwich with Aquarius bread. Catrina was referring to the bread. And I would have loved to call this episode "The Reverse Rahim Sandwich." The Gonstead Master often breaks things down and targets the pelvis as the primary suspect. However, the Gonstead leg check (and the glute check that was edited) were inconclusive. Even the SOT analysis couldn't bring me any closer. I had to use the modified blocking which was taught to me by my late mentor for when "it's too close to call." Which was validated twice. I wonder if Rahim would have come up with the same, or if he would have gone for the left SI. In the end, I surrendered the right leg pain to the realm of myalgia due to hyper flexibility and subsequent compensation by muscles to maintain stability. And the spine? Well, that L4 should be set, solid, and ready for acrobatics for a good while. And right after that lumbar adjustment (perhaps as a result), a split second before I translated her tattoo from Latin (which took a minute bc I haven't taken Latin since Senior year, 2000) there was a fantastic audible borborygmus as she rolled to her left side. Does this validate that "it's better to sleep on your left side bc it facilitates the digestive flow"? Maybe. It's supposedly better for the heart as well. And is this full-blown Ehlers-Danlos? The past cluster headaches are contributing to the differential diagnosis, but only genetic testing will tell. Shhhhuuu. Which reminds me... after I asked if she knew the Egyptian God with the infamous name, and she said YES!!! Of course, I asked her to marry me. But only inside my head. Actually, the self-motivated aspect of her pitta sign (from the pulse reading) is a common trait among those I admire. Hence my affinity towards Leo's in both romantic and non-romantic entanglements. Speaking of high energy. There's a moment during the bowls where we briefly dialogue. It's audible, but barely bc the volume is set very low. When that pink thing gets going it is LOUD. So loud I have to turn level down to 20%. 20!!! The rest of the video is on 300!!! Speaking of 20... I'm now typing from a different dimension and it's 2:20pm in the afternoon. I stopped writing at some point this morning and here we are, just finishing up lunch on the new table with Rick's portal gun by my side. I hope everyone noticed the line... "did my head just crack?" Shuuure did. AND YES... I forgot the crinkle-free face paper. AGAIN. This was the period I was experimenting with putting the crinkles back in for the neck stretching and then crinkle-free back again for the adjustment. Please forgive. I'm the camera guy, sound guy, and director. Not to mention I have to be the doctor too. Not to mention, every now and then, tiny dark entities come fluttering into the room, trying to be inconspicuous. I pretend not to notice. And they pretend not to be affected by the shu. But if I can wrangle them in front of a wind beam, my eyes and tattoos light up like the Avatar, and I harness all the magik of the elements and dispel the demons of back pain. Am I kidding? I guess I'm testing the water. If you made it this far I assume you're a regular. And there's something I want you to know. I skipped publishing the video shot before Catrina. It was crazy. A patient flew in from Florida. I never film a session when people travel. They've spent too much time and money to get there and deserve 100%. But something told me to turn the camera on. And after the adjustment, this man went into full-body spasms that were suggestive of being possessed. Fortunately... I knew what to do. And the day when I feel comfortable saying that... is today... Because yesterday I died in my own hands. I gave my eulogy. Sung the chorus. And today I feel more like myself. 4997/5000